Monday, August 20, 2012
A snake in a sleeping bag.
— Jack Mindy, The Hunter
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Act with certainty.
— Danny
Saturday, August 18, 2012
I exploit the power of the nostalgia effect by deliberately curating and preserving memories.
— Gretchen Rubin, “Good Stuff," The New York Times
Friday, August 17, 2012
Beliefs that are held for convenience and comfort may well be more flexible than beliefs that are held out of true conviction.
— Banerjee and Duflo via There’s an App for that: An analysis of mobile phone technology’s impact on development
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Maybe there’s a god above.
— Jeff Buckley, “Hallelujah”
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
That’s just how it is between us.
— Anna Draper, “The Mountain King,” Mad Men
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
But you know about patterns.
— Jim Gordon, The Dark Knight Rises
Monday, August 13, 2012
How could someone tell you that?
— Ken Cosgrove, “The Gold Violin," Mad Men
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Lord, how we are made-how strangely we are made!
— Mark Twain, The Man That Corrupted Hadleyburg
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Aiyo, let’s go get dough.
— Ratatat, “Cutting It Up (Feat. Raekwon & Ghostface Killah)”
Friday, August 10, 2012
It’s like ice cream.
— Marion
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Nobody knows what I’m doing. It’s good for mystique.
— Roger Sterling, “The New Girl,” Mad Men
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
There is no such thing as American history, only a frontier.
— Donald Draper, “Three Sundays,” Mad Men
Tuesday, August 7, 2012
This one is more beautiful, but that one is more interesting.
— Charles #1
Monday, August 6, 2012
One wants to be the needle in the haystack, not the haystack.
— Donald Draper, “For Those Who Think Young," Mad Men
Sunday, August 5, 2012
The Japanese have a saying: a man is whatever room he is in.
— Bert Cooper, “Nixon vs. Kennedy," Mad Men
Saturday, August 4, 2012
That’s all part of the ritual.
— Man behind me at MOMA film
Friday, August 3, 2012
I heard on the radio that Einstein did it.
— Helen Bishop, “Marriage of Figaro," Mad Men
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Holy frijoles!
— Man at Ippudo
Wednesday, August 1, 2012
What more-what worse-can it mean to me?
— Judith, The Devil’s Disciple